Forgive me
these words- that I say:
love you
why is it
that the absence of
that little pronoun
takes all
depth and passion
from these words
suddenly
it's just a farewell
a bidding
nothing more
than parting words
not the commitment
not the vow
not the proclamation
that all of us wait for
and long for
a vague security
in the forever changing emotion
we call love
we fall so quickly in and out of it
and we call it falling,
causing there's nothing else to describe
such an act
think
don't you always awake
in a dream
before you hit the ground
cause no one knows what
it's like
to truly love
to truly hate
and to be anything
for sure
so we wake up
always
wake up
before we hit the bottom
before we end our fall
cause
we don't know
what it truly feels like
so as we fall
dear friend
won't you please
wake up